My wife went to Costco the other day. Remember how I managed to avoid letting her get a membership for so long only to eventually break down? Well, she’s still nice to me about it. She stopped there on her own on the way home from work and got herself a hot dog. However, she wrapped up the buns along with fresh onions in one piece of foil and the dogs in another. Then she reassembled them at home so I could have one.
She didn’t have to do that. That was very nice of her.